The representative stood in front of the dimly lit church. The Mage Association had sent their own representative to this particular Grail Was. He was nothing of note, nor was his purpose there of much importance- it was only one lord that sent him after all. Nevertheless, he was here to do his duty: to uphold the order of the Grail War.

Upon entering the church, he was greeted by the sight of a young man sitting in one of the pews.

“Ah, so you’ve finally arrived. I tell it could be one of you from those heavy steps of yours.” The young man- presumably the overseer said, with a strange expression of satisfaction on his face, as if he had won some sort of petty game.

“I will not play games here, priest. Let’s not do the formalities: the fighting starts tonight.” When stepping into the warm light of the church, it became clear that he was a large man, with a blonde stubble on his face that made him look more like a bouncer than a dignified mage.

“Yeah, it is.” With those words, the long-haired priest summoned what seemed to be a sigil- something highly unusual for members of the Holy Church, which the priest became immediately aware of from the stare of the bewildered mage.

“Yes, this is something the grail gave me. No, it isn’t something I’m doing behind the Church’s back.” He turned the sigil with his hand, producing a sound like winding clockwork.

“Don’t worry, we won’t get in trouble.” Upon further turning the sigil, a sensation as if the two lone inhabitants of the church were being listened to suddenly manifested. It was subtle, but both of the magically adept individuals could sense it, and the newly-arrived mage could somewhat guess why it appeared.

“Just to let you know, you’re all clear to kill each other now. Remember: no witnesses.” A message was sent out to all the participants of the war. The priest’s face was twisted into a sarcastic grin, much to the confusion of the mage. Upon the sensation of being listened to subsided, the mage spoke up: “What the hell kind of priest are you?” Said priest looked at the mage with a devious smile.

“The magical kind.”